Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After finishing her bath and treating her wounds, Francesca followed the nurse to the study room.

As she pushed open the door, glistening rays of sunlight showered in.

Enclosing the room was a glass partition in place of a brick wall, showcasing the bamboo forest facing it. The lush green bamboo leaves swayed harmoniously as the cool breeze swept past them. The picturesque scenery rendered the study room fresh and elegant.

Sunlight beamed through the bamboo forest and soaked through the glass wall.

The warmth that seeped in with the rays made the atmosphere tranquil and soothing.

Sitting on a wooden chair against the glass wall, Danrique was engrossed in vetting the documents on the tablet. The magnolias beside him were in their bloom season, and a fresh floral scent permeated the entire room.

The man’s cold yet handsome face was made more prominent under the natural lighting. Lying on his high nose bridge was a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. His quiet and meek appearance was so mesmerizing yet suffocating.

Attracted to the breathtaking sight before her, Francesca paused in her pace and stared at the man, unable to reel in from the shock for a long time.

“Come on in,” Sean uttered.

With the nurse’s help, Francesca limped in.

had directed them to before quietly retreating

Sean said to Francesca, “We’ve asked you over to share the subsequent course of actions with you. For starters, now that your condition has stabilized, from tomorrow onward, I’ll arrange for your admission into the best hospital in Summerbank for treatment. Second, the check that I passed you earlier will be considered as compensation for causing harm to you. After your admission tomorrow, we’ll call it even.

Francesca interrupted Sean

is ten million. And you’re telling me that’s

enough. But now that I found out I’m disfigured, and might even become a dimwit, ten million obviously

to not be too greedy.” Sean knitted his brows at her. “We’re paying for your medical bills

about being admitted to a hospital. I’m more than capable of treating myself.” Francesca had contempt written all over her face. “Transfer me the medical fees. I’ll

brat!” A booming voice sounded

standing at the door,

Henderson, this way

George walked in, he shot a glare at

attention to him, she had her eyes fixed on the four other

shifted her gaze back to

standing up straight and moves agilely, his complexion seems

we have everything prepared,”

sneaked a cold glance at Francesca before turning to Sean

Following that, Sean turned to Francesca. “You can negotiate any terms you have with